Friday, December 07, 2012

The Arches of Summer

Bells are chiming
Singing in glee
For you and me.
And flowers bloomed
Defying the gusty winds,
of an island spring.
When everyone smiled,
their words were waterfalls
of honey and sugar.
They poured themselves
into our bodies of tea,
And the gods picked us ripe
to plant in their gardens of love
so that they could also know
what it was like to have
what you and I
Began.

4 comments:

Winter Song said...

Oh this is pure sugar. Vivid, rich images. I was transported to the garden of Eden. Loved it.

Thoth said...

Probably the best thing you ever wrote.

Zh. said...

thank you so much

AW said...

so much to see all in one go. it's stunning.